Dandelion
I streched out on the grass. She lay there besides me playing with a dandelion, and listening to the faint music from some car parked in the lot some hundred yards away.
She really just looked so pretty. There she sat, only several moments after sharing our first kiss. The wind blew gently, rustling her curly dark brown hair, she needed to fix it again, like she so constantly had to do.
But it was cute and i couldnt complain.
I reached for her face, and touched it. She held her breath for a moment, and our lips touched again, gentler this time.
What was going on? I wasnt supposed to be doing this right now.
She placed the Dandelion in her hair, and looked at me with a small smile. It was the strangest sensation ever drawn from my chest, that no girl had ever evoked before. Not even Kaia.